Not walking me to death

[indigo_rose99]

My Canadian friends decided to do nothing on Saturday.

So P went to the gym for two hours. J and I got suited up (cold here!) and went meanderingly to meet her.

Stop 1: The Christmas church bazaar was just starting as we walked up. I bought beads and cinnamon rolls for 2$ total. J found a lovely antique tea strainer.

Stop 2: While coming up to a light, J pointed out that the man in uniform was a general. And when his suited companion turned to us, J introduced him to me as their local member of Parliament. !!! 

There was some sort of monument being erected. We sat for a bit, got cold, and moved on.

Stop 3: Chocolate! A lovely local chocolate company.  I bought too much yummy, yummy chocolate.

Stop 4: We picked up P and went to a gourmet grocery for a few things. J glared at us when we got distracted by the many fascinating things to buy.... He needs a portable book reader or game player.... and perhaps a chair.

Then they put me on a bike rental to cross the city. Ugh. My biking muscles were out of shape.

Lupper happened (lunch/supper).

Stop 5: I took P shopping. J hates waiting, so this worked out well. We ended up closing down the mall. There is nothing quite like coming out of a dressing room to find a shop person saying "the store closed 10 minutes ago. Our registers closed 10 minutes ago. There were many announcements."

During the mall section  of our walking, I showed P my pedometer (9500 steps). She was shocked and horrified, her and J having gone out of their way to not walk me to death.

Now: 12,783 steps. This totally supports my claim that J and P will unintentionally walk me to death. This is them trying not to!